The Dublin University Magazine: A Literary and Political Journal, Volume 88W. Curry, jun., and Company, 1876 |
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... writers and workers which , in an age like ours , runs the risk , with the general public , of not being adequately ... writer . Sir Bernard Burke married , in 1856 , Barbara Frances , second daughter of the late James MacEvoy , Esq ...
... writers and workers which , in an age like ours , runs the risk , with the general public , of not being adequately ... writer . Sir Bernard Burke married , in 1856 , Barbara Frances , second daughter of the late James MacEvoy , Esq ...
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... writing a history of Limerick , I shall content myself with noticing such features as fairly come within my province as the historian of the Munster Circuit . The old " Head Inn " of Limerick was in Cornwallis Street . I pre- sume it ...
... writing a history of Limerick , I shall content myself with noticing such features as fairly come within my province as the historian of the Munster Circuit . The old " Head Inn " of Limerick was in Cornwallis Street . I pre- sume it ...
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... writing case , in which he had been accustomed to keep valuable papers . It was then read aloud , and handed to the Hon . Waller O'Grady , who had been appointed executor . The will was proved on the 16th of May , 1840 , and a suit was ...
... writing case , in which he had been accustomed to keep valuable papers . It was then read aloud , and handed to the Hon . Waller O'Grady , who had been appointed executor . The will was proved on the 16th of May , 1840 , and a suit was ...
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... writing - table - no , not that the little one , in octavo . I have collected all the notes of my journal of 1866 in it , at least all those referring to Count Szémioth . " The professor put on his spec- tacles , and amid the most ...
... writing - table - no , not that the little one , in octavo . I have collected all the notes of my journal of 1866 in it , at least all those referring to Count Szémioth . " The professor put on his spec- tacles , and amid the most ...
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... writer's mind . As for the orthography , that in the seven- teenth century was a lost art , every one speiled as ... writers were comparatively , if not entirely , unknown 1876. ] English Gentlewomen of the Seventeenth Century . 75.
... writer's mind . As for the orthography , that in the seven- teenth century was a lost art , every one speiled as ... writers were comparatively , if not entirely , unknown 1876. ] English Gentlewomen of the Seventeenth Century . 75.
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Page 314 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Page 660 - Thus Satan, talking to his nearest mate, With head up-lift above the wave, and eyes That sparkling blazed ; his other parts besides Prone on the flood, extended long and large, Lay floating many a rood...
Page 275 - Unto the church of God which is at Corinth, to them that are sanctified in Christ Jesus, called to be saints, with all that in every place call upon the name of Jesus Christ our Lord, both theirs and ours: 3 Grace be unto you, and peace from God our Father, and from the Lord Jesus Christ.
Page 517 - Stuarts' throne; The bigots of the iron time Had called his harmless art a crime. A wandering Harper, scorned and poor, He begged his bread from door to door, And tuned, to please a peasant's ear, The harp a king had loved to hear.
Page 89 - My words fly up, my thoughts remain below : Words, without thoughts, never to heaven go.
Page 90 - Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Page 89 - Pray can I not, Though inclination be as sharp as will: My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent; And, like a man to double business bound, I stand in pause where I shall first begin, And both neglect. What if this cursed hand Were thicker than itself with brother's blood, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy But to confront the visage of offence?
Page 682 - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
Page 519 - Sae true his heart, sae smooth his speech, His breath like caller air; His very foot has music in't As he comes up the stair. And will I see his face again? And will I hear him speak? I'm downright dizzy wi' the thought, In troth I'm like to greet!
Page 89 - In the corrupted currents of this world Offence's gilded hand may shove by justice, And oft 'tis seen the wicked prize itself Buys out the law; but 'tis not so above; There is no shuffling, there the action lies In his true nature, and we ourselves compell'd Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults To give in evidence.